Confusion | Erik Durm + Marco Reus

// a/n Erik looks so cute in that pic lol //

Erik's POV

I didn't know if it was just a coincidence, but both Emma and Marco have been acting really weird since his hattrick. Emma has been so silent and rarely spoke a word to me, and Marco was pulled out of training for a bit so Klopp could talk to him.

I've been told by a lot of people that I have a bad tendency to overthink, but this time I was positive that something had gone wrong between them.

I loved Emma, but the guilt of ruining an amazing twelve-year friendship rested on my back. It would hurt me to break up with Emma, but it hurt me more to see two people getting hurt because of me.

I tore apart a friendship.

What I didn't quite understand was why Marco let me date Emma if these would be the consequences.

I felt a bit unwanted by Emma, so I only dropped by her house when she asked me to and I never texted first. And it made me feel terrible. Last time I checked, relationships weren't supposed to be as distant as this.

Marco's attitude didn't change just towards me, but to everyone. He'd get wound up easily and he'd shout whenever a bad tackle was committed. He missed a lot of his shots in training, and even during the Schalke match. I felt that I was the reason behind this.

I had to break up with Emma whether I liked it or not.

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3 weeks after Schalke

Tonight I asked Emma if I could come over, and I grew incredibly nervous when she said I could.

It was for the greater good.

"Hey," she smiled at me as she opened the door.

"We need to talk," I said seriously.

She took a deep breath and nodded. "I... I agree."

And she had something to say to me, too. I wanted to die right there, to be honest.

"I don't think this is working out," I sighed.

She nodded, "Neither do I."

"It's not just hurting us," I said, "but Marco's been wildly affected by this, too."

"I... I know," I could tell she seriously wanted to cry.

"Would you care to tell me what's wrong?" I asked.

She held her hand over her mouth as the tears began to fall, and she shook her head.

I walked over to her and hugged her. "I'm sorry."

"It's not you," she said into my hoodie, "everything is my fault. I'm so sorry for doing this to you."

"Doing what?" I asked nervously.

"I've been leading you on," she sobbed, hugging me tighter. "I'm so sorry... I haven't cheated on you or anything... I'm sorry..."

"Emma," I said, confused. "What?"

"I'm in love with Marco."

"What?"

She pushed me away, breaking the hug. "I'm so sorry--"

"So this was all just a lie?" I asked angrily. "These past two months--I was just wasting my time on a girl who didn't love me back even though she said she did? I trusted you."

This time she was really crying, "Erik, I'm so sorry!"

"Fuck it," I mumbled. "We're through."

And I just walked out of her apartment, not waiting for her to open her stupid mouth again.

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For the rest of that night, I laid in my bed just staring at the ceiling. How could I have been so deluded?

She led me on. She told me she loved me and I did so much to make her happy--her office wouldn't be decorated with teddy bears without me. All those efforts were wasted. She never even loved me back.

As I tried to sleep, my brain decided to remember every single time she said "I love you". I felt like dying.

The truth is, nobody ever made me feel the way Emma did. I've had girlfriends before, but Emma was probably the one I fell hardest for. She was just so adorable and amazing, she always knew what to say. And I had to let that go.

Marco. I knew she had something for him. It was so unnatural to be that close with someone without having feelings for that person at all.

But it wasn't his fault, right?

I'd like to think it was. Once he knew we were dating he should've at least backed off a bit.

And as my thoughts drifted off towards them, I just hoped Marco wasn't the one comforting Emma.

At that moment I didn't even care about Marco's 'I'll rip you apart.' threat. She did this to herself.

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Emma's POV

I might've broken a few plates in the process, but I was finally able to admit to Erik what I felt about Marco. And we're over. Erik and I weren't an 'us' anymore.

Murph came home late that day, and she was upset to find me crying on the couch.

"What happened?" she asked.

It took me a while to finally get it out, "I told Erik about Marco."

"Ooh, damn," she said, "and... yeah, I can just guess what happened next."

"He was so angry," I whispered.

"Ooh, never would have guessed."

I just glared at her.

"Get up," she said, "let's go out and have some fun."

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ok hi. chapter's aren't gonna be as long anymore lolz

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